Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Raven

We got EAP in the house tonight, Edgar Poe
America's favorite
We're taking back, way back
Nineteenth century

Who's rapping?
(Who's that)
Who's that at my chamber door?
Mr.
(Mister)
All up in my grill nevermore

Kick it upon a midnight dreary
I kicked it weak and weary
Dark and cold just Lake Eerie
new sample, someone clear me

While I nearly napping
Suddenly there a tapping
Up like, "What?", this
Clapping in my brain like Halflings

me, I put down Milton
Cell phone mute Paris Hilton
Open window, halfway in
Times a like Bob Dylan

bird black as could be
Cold feet cold eyes straight at me
face, grim stare, death carnivore
Quote that raven

Who's that
(Who's that)
Who's rapping at my chamber door?
Mr.
(Mister)
All up in my grill like

I miss Lenore, my Annabel Lee, taken by from me
Alone books, harbinger of death visiting me
(Hey, me)
"Can I help you, prophet? If you got a problem, look, I'll solve it"
He checked my hook, DJ it
on Pallas, chalice dropped it

"Tell me, Sir, please, if you can, am I good or man?
What can I say, what can I do, will I be rid of you?"
"Nevermore, quote he at me, on this fresh MC
raven, Niche glee, killing me softly like the Fugees

Now I feel worse, my verse is terse, joy inverse just like Fred
Call a nurse, disperse my thirst put process in reverse
Wish I'd had some warning first, MC Lars, '88
Now I'll never be Slug or Murs, under that raven's curse

The ravens eyes still have the seeming of a demon is dreaming
over him still streaming
Hear my screaming, hear me
My soul still floats on that floor and shall be lifted nevermore.
Afflicted calm, like Michael Moore, piece, US folklore

Who's that
(Who's that)
Who's that at my chamber door?
Mr.
(Mister)
All up in my like nevermore

Who's Raven's house